The first car my wife, Patti, bought on her own was a 1969 Karmann ghia that was in awful condition. It was all she could afford in 1979 when she was fresh from college and starting a family with her first husband, Steve, who later died from complications caused by cancer. I noticed one day that she kept a photo in her office that showed her sitting proudly in that piece of junk. The photo was taken in August 1979.
So Tony, my son who loves cars, and I decided to surprise her recently with a completely restored yellow Karmann ghia. It’s a 1970 model.
Sometimes in life, as the old saying goes, “You need to stop and smell the roses.” Or, in this case, the exhaust.
Happy Labor Day!
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WOW! Your wife looks even better today, just like her car! What a beautiful gift.